Operation Me Songtext
von The Used
Operation Me Songtext
We get caught up in the purpose
Whenever we′re together
And we never have a reason
Say things that stay forever
But you look pretty with no makeup
So I say something clever
Then you strap me to the table
Where I have been for forever
Operation Me
Don't think I′m able
I'm changing my flight now
I'm strapped to the table
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
Do we really need a reason
To tear ourselves apart we′re
Never picking up the pieces
Of both our broken hearts
I feel lucky your a surgeon
Could put me back together
Strap me to the table
Where I have been for forever
Operation Me
Don′t think I'm able
I′m changing my flight now
I'm strapped to the table
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
Operation Me
Don′t think I'm able
I′m changing my flight now
I'm strapped to the table
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
With impeccable precision you removed the butterflies
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
Whenever we′re together
And we never have a reason
Say things that stay forever
But you look pretty with no makeup
So I say something clever
Then you strap me to the table
Where I have been for forever
Operation Me
Don't think I′m able
I'm changing my flight now
I'm strapped to the table
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
Do we really need a reason
To tear ourselves apart we′re
Never picking up the pieces
Of both our broken hearts
I feel lucky your a surgeon
Could put me back together
Strap me to the table
Where I have been for forever
Operation Me
Don′t think I'm able
I′m changing my flight now
I'm strapped to the table
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
Operation Me
Don′t think I'm able
I′m changing my flight now
I'm strapped to the table
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
With impeccable precision you removed the butterflies
Just put me to sleep
Using your tweezers
Pull out my broken heart
To pluck at my feelings
Operation Me
Writer(s): Robert Mccracken, Daniel Whitesides, Ian Johnson, Jeffrey Howard, John Feldmann, Joseph Bradford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com